Sunday, April 22, 2012

Our Adopted Mom

Somewhere along the way David and I adopted a mother.  The problem with adopting a parent is that they are so difficult to raise.  They're stubborn and set in their ways and they just don't listen.  Anyway, she is having to move out of her apartment because they are rasing her rent.  I have been over to her place helping her pack her stuff.  During our little packing duties we have been wandering down memory lane.  This little trip brought to mind the first day I met this wonderful woman and how I almost cost David his first job here in Oregon.

One of the most beautiful people in the world
When we moved to Oregon I transferred with the company for which I was working.  This was great and all, but David was going to have to find a job.  At the behest of someone we met up here David applied at a temp agency.  The next day he got called to be a receptionist at a mortgage company.  He really didn't want to take the job, but had no choice.  Soon after they bought out his contract and made him a loan processor.  This was all well and good, but David didn't have the faintest idea how to process a mortgage loan.  Yes, the woman above is still being blamed for getting us into the mortgage industry.  But, I digress.  I was working the morning shift at my company and went to work before David.  One morning I woke up early and caught David sneaking in to bed.  "Who is he?", I ask.  Well, turns out that there was an 'it', not a he.  David had been going in to work early in the mornings and also at night after I fell asleep.  He would sneak in before I woke up and pretend that he had been there the entire night.  This had been going on for several weeks.  This day the bullshit stopped.  I went to pick David up from work, walked up to his desk and said, "Who do I need to talk to?"  He asked me not to do it and I told him that he obvously didn't have the balls to ask for help, so I was going to do it for him.

I walked into Carol's office, introduced my self and, not very kindly, explained the situation.  She just sat there looking me straight in the face and listened to everything I had to say.  She called David into her office and asked if what I said was true. He admitted it.  And she said, "He's right.  It stops today.  You will be trained and you will take classes."  And that is how I met our adopted mom and David kept his job.

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